The wind blew through the city of Metropolis. Chloe Anne Sullivan Olsen looked down from her home over the city. Her home was known as Watchtower. It had been a present from her now deceased husband, Henry James Olsen, or as he was known to everyone, Jimmy.
She touched her stomach gently. She wished Clark was with her. He had left her after Jimmy's funeral to begin his training. Of course, his good bye could have been said and done at a better time. Chloe really could use him now. She had not told anyone her secret.
Oliver Queen walked into Chloe's house. He closed his eyes. He felt so sorry for her. Her husband's death had been his fault. He should have trusted his instincts and killed Davis Bloom. He would have done it, but the look on Chloe's face had stopped him. It was then when Chloe used black kryptonite to split Davis from Doomsday, a monster that Davis transformed into that had been sent to destroy the earth.
What had happened after that was terrible. It was something that Chloe would never forget. Davis killed Jimmy right in front of her because she had not went with Davis out of love. She went with him to protect Clark.
Oliver went up to the balcony. He knew that was where Chloe often went to think. He walked silently. She was where he had predicted only instead of the happy, cheerful face she often displayed was not there. Her eyes were red from the crying and the expression on her face was one of sadness.
He touched her gently. "How are you doing?" He asked her.
"I'm fine," she replied.
"Okay, good." Deep down he knew she was lying. He had to cheer her up. "Um… do you want some coffee?"
She smiled then nodded.
Oliver gave her his hand. She took it. He smiled and they both walked into the coffee shop hand in hand.
"Thanks, Oli, you didn't have to do this." Chloe told him as he handed her her coffee.
"I know but I wanted to. It is what friends are for," replied he. He took a sip of his beverage , and they both sat down at a table.
She smiled at him. Oliver had been great friend especially since Jimmy's death.
Chloe could feel tears beginning to form in her eyes. She blinked to keep them from flowing down her face. She didn't want Oliver to see her so melancholy.
"Are you all right?" He asked.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you sure? You look like you are going to cry."
Chloe began to look around. There weren't a lot of people around. She could tell him. He would keep her secret.
"Let's go outside," she told him nervously.
"Okay." He arose from his seat and followed her out the door.
They walked around to the back entrance of the coffee shop. No one was there.
"All right, Chloe. You know I don't like to make you do anything that you would not want to do; but I can tell that you are hiding something. Do you want to talk about it?" He asked her gently.
Chloe closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was now or never. "Oliver, I'm pregnant," she said barely above a whisper.
Well ,this is my first Smallville fanfiction I hope you have enjoyed it, so far. Please tell me what you think of it. Oh, and before I forget… I do not own Smallville. It is the property of DC Comics and WB.